Ultimate Wife of Prince

Lou Yu looked at Su Rong who had been beaten black and blue, laughed lightly, and asked with a hint of schadenfreude: "How do you feel?"

Lou Yu squinted his eyes. If Mo Yi was a nail buried by his side by His Highness the imperial concubine, then he shouldn't have revealed his true strength so quickly. If Mo Yi and his wife didn't have a relationship, then why would that idiot Mo Fei have subdued such a subordinate?

"It hurts, it hurts." Mo Fei, who had been beaten until he was fat, was helped out by Mo Yi.

Mo Yi looked at Lou Yu with an unfriendly gaze, with his green and purple face.

Lou Yu said indifferently: "His injuries, in fact, are just superficial wounds that look scary."

Mo Yi glared at Lou Yu coldly and led him to his room.

Mo Fei laid on the bed, clenching his teeth tightly, he shouted loudly: "There will be a day when I will slap him against the wall, and I won't be able to pull him out even if I were to strip him."

Mo Yi did not deny: "Young Master, Third Prince is a Rank 5 Star Scholar."

Mo Fei laughed coldly, and said: "What's there to be proud of, I will catch up to him sooner or later. From today onwards, I will turn my back on evil and work hard to become stronger, one day I will become a Rank 5 Star Scholar and trample him under my feet."

"Young Master, Third Prince has a dual S-rank talent. By the time you reach Rank 5 Star Scholar, he will already be a Level 6, Level 7 or even Level 8 Star Master."

Mo Fei shook his head and said: "It's not going to happen, he won't break through level 6 so quickly."

Mo Yi curiously asked, "Why?"

"His breath is short and long, his lips have a hint of purple, his pupils are suffused with red light, and his nails have a hint of dark purple. This is clearly a sign of his greed and his meridians being damaged." Mo Fei sneered.

Mo Yi blinked his eyes, and said: "What will happen then?"

Mo Fei laid on the bed, and said: "Of the ten star powers he absorbed, nine of them will dissipate from his damaged meridians, so the speed of his current cultivation should only be one-tenth of his original, the damage to his meridians will not just slow down, if he does not solve this problem, he will probably stop at rank 7. Of course, a rank 7 star master can already be called a genius."

Mo Yi blinked his eyes, and said: "Young Master, his meridians are already damaged, and you are still just a Level 1 Star Master."

Mo Yi nodded his head: "Then Young Master, you must grow quickly."

Mo Yi spat out the healing medicine at Mo Fei, causing him to blink his eyes, and said: "I have some spare time recently, I need to think about how I could reasonably use it to increase my strength."

Mo Fei lazily said: "If there is one, it is equal to there being none. If there is one, it needs to be a Herba Cunninghami.

Mo Yi nodded, and said: "So it's like that!"

"Do you care about him?" Mo Fei asked lazily.

Mo Yi said indifferently: "No, it's just that if other people do not have any Inherent Skills, they would be stuck in the same situation. However, it's very possible that Third Prince will die, now that Young Master is sitting on the same boat as Third Prince, he's dead, Young Master you are not in a very good situation."

Mo Yi paused for a moment, then said: "Then Young Master, do you need to think of a way?"

Mo Fei stuck out his tongue, "Think of a way? "What are you thinking of? The prince's ability to protect his life is much greater than ours, so there's no need to worry so much."